key?

Hoffa didn't know what kind of ecstasy sylby had given to osivia, but he could let the old-fashioned Slytherin go on the road with them.

He pushed sylby and asked, "what key?"

Sylby: guess what

"The key to the gringott vault?"

"No

"The key to the Sorcerer's stone safe?"

Sylby laughed: "you know the Sorcerer's stone. You know a lot. However, that kind of rubbish is only needed by the greedy old trash like nicoleme. I don't want to send it to me. "

Said Silby, haughtily.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Osivia took a warning look at sylby and then said to Hoffa. "Do your job well, and you don't care about other things."

Hoffa turned his lips. He didn't want to care what osivia was looking for, but the temporary team itself worried him.

Osivia is a man of few words. Most of the time, he is thinking about his own thoughts. Only when he encounters professional knowledge problems, he will explain them carefully and attentively.

But sylby?

Apart from the fact that only his head can move, he's an asshole, a shameless asshole with no words. He didn't ask any professional questions, and he didn't care much about osivia's silence, as if he had a disease that would die if he didn't speak.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he kept talking. And osivia can't interrupt Hoffa by interrupting him.

Because he is disabled, there is no such thing as tying shoelaces or tidying collars. He has only a circle of blankets.

When the three arrived at the parking space of the Spanish wharf, Silby introduced his new car to Hoffa.

"Daimler DB18, have you seen it? I heard that Churchill and I use the same kind of car."

Under the orange light of the dock, there is a black old car. It looks good, but for Hoffa, no matter how beautiful the car is, it's just a classic car.

Not bothering to pay attention to sylby's show off, Hoffa turned to osivia and said, "can you drive?"

Osivia: "no, why do I need a Muggle vehicle?"

Sylby: "I heard that the Hogwarts school bus was invented by Muggles. Is it really good to look down on Muggles' vehicles?"

Osivia turned his head with a sullen face: "which of my words do I despise?"

Seeing that sylby wanted to talk again, Hoffa quickly raised his hand in peace: "OK, OK, I'll drive. You sit in the back, sister."

Hoffa took the key from Silby's satchel and opened the door. Then he put sylby in the back, but as soon as he folded the wheelchair and put it in the trunk, osivia slammed into the co pilot's seat.

Hoffa...

sylby sneered out of time, and then sounded from the back: "beauty, you need to wear a seat belt when you sit in the front. Can you wear a seat belt?"

Hoffa's heart was not good. Sure enough, the witch turned back like lightning in the front seat. At the moment of turning her head, her head had become similar to Medusa's shape. She showed her ferocious teeth, and every snake on her head opened its mouth: "if you talk to me more, I'll kill you!"

Sylby laughed. "Kill me. What about the key?"

Poof!

There was a dull noise.

Hoffa saw that every finger of the osivia schoolgirl had sunk into the expensive cowhide armchair, and he forced 10 holes out of the seat.

He covered his head with a headache, then leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt, although he was sure that even if the car fell under the cliff, she would not die.

Start the car and get out of the dock area.

On the dark concrete road, the old car was driving slowly.

In 1939, there were no asphalt roads or street lights at all. There were only dark stone concrete roads. Especially after entering the suburbs, the ground was rolled into a mess, and Hoffa drove slowly.

In the back of the car, sylby kept asking about osivia's birthplace, birthplace, age and name curiously.

Especially the name, he was very interested in the witch's surname. So he could spell all the Soviet surnames he could think of after the witch's name.

Olivia Petrova

Olivia sidomova

Olivia andropova

Olivia ulijanoviva

Olivia peshkova

Olivia khrushcheva

...

he can also draw out the stall to guide Hoffa while he speaks the famous words disorderly.

But no matter what he said, osivia just looked straight ahead with a blank face, Hoffa's lips clenched, and looked anxiously in the rearview mirror.

He had no idea that sylby would die like that.

Hoffa can understand the feeling of osivia, because last year, aglia was almost so annoyed with himself.But the Sorceress of the snake house put up with it.

After driving nervously for three hours, the road began to become smooth, the street lamps began to appear, and the sky began to shine in the distance. Along the rolling mountain road, Hoffa looked at the signs in front of them, and they were almost in the southern mountains of Spain, Nevada.

At the foot of the mountain, Hoffa saw a vague mountain town.

At this time, Silby said that he was tired and said hoarsely, "I want to drink water."

Osivia didn't move, as if he hadn't heard of it.

Sylby raised the volume: "I'm thirsty!"

Hoffa frowned, holding the steering wheel in one hand and taking out Silby's oversized drink cup in the glove box in the other. Give it back.

"Do you expect me to reach for it, brother?" Said Silby.

Hoffa, who was driving, said to osivia, "help feed me. I'm going to the rest stop."

Osivia turned his head mechanically, his green eyes grim.

Hoffa: "just care for the disabled."

The witch didn't move. Around her neck, the necklace turned into a green snake. It wrapped its tail around the cup and slowly passed it to Silby's mouth.

Sylby took a big breath and said with emotion, "a wizard is convenient. I wish I was a wizard, too."

No one paid attention to him.

But after a while.

"I want to pee," Silby added

Ossivia's face was livid, and she squeezed two words out of her teeth: "bear... Bear."

Hoffa also comforted: "bear with me. I'll be in town soon.

Sylby, shut up.

After a while, osivia suddenly said, "do you smell anything?"

Hoffa, who was driving, sniffed and frowned. There was a strange smell in the car.

In the car, Hoffa asked Silby, "what's the matter? Is the car leaking?"

In the dark, osivia held her breath.

Two seconds later.

"Oh, I must have wet my pants." Said Silby calmly.

After a few seconds of silence.

Bang!!

There was a violent wave of magic around.

The whole car almost didn't turn over directly. The door of Churchill's car was blown away by a powerful curse for several tens of meters. Without saying a word, osivia's phantom moved to a distance of 100 meters, bending over and began to feel sick.

Hoffa was stunned. He braked sharply, threw out a cloud of smoke and stopped by the side of the road. He knocked down a wooden road sign with a bang.

He growled, "you're sick. Why do you pee your pants?"

"I'm disabled," Silby said innocently

"That's the reason. Are you disgusting?"

"I can't control myself, my nerves are all broken from under my neck," said Silby

"Then how do you feel..."

"So I reminded you just after drinking water!"

"My God..."

Hoffa groaned, covering his head painfully.

He slammed the door open and pulled out of Silby's wheelchair.

At the moment, the wheelchair is dripping with unknown liquid.

Ah!!

Damn it!

Hoffa couldn't bear to look directly at him. He pinched his fingers and pulled open the blanket on sylby's body. However, he saw that sylby's body under the blanket was wearing elastic underwear. All his limbs were atrophied and deformed, old and wrinkled, just like an 80 year old man. On his chest, there were countless scars left by surgery.

On the back of his transparent elastic suit, there are several dense bandages to keep his back straight.

It's not the body of a 15-year-old. Hoffa can't imagine how this guy lived to be so big.

Seeing this scene, Hoffa's fingers trembled slightly, and his irritability was restrained.

"Clear water is like a spring."

He knocked on his wand, and between the springs of water, he cleaned up the wheelchair and his body.

After taking care of Silby without saying a word, Hoffa cleaned the car again and put him in the car.

Gripping the steering wheel, Hoffa turned his head and said coldly, "I think since your teacher is president busbarton, you should know the four colleges in Hogwarts."

"I know." Sylby laughed.

"You think it's fun to tease a Slytherin?"

Hoffa asked coldly.

The smile on sylby's face faded away. "Is she Slytherin?"

"Yes, so if you want to live a good life, I advise you to put away that cynical style." Hoffa suggested calmly.

That's right. This osivia schoolgirl is really calm and restrained. But after all, she is a Slytherin, an adult graduate Slytherin. If it's the Malfoy family or the graduation version of Voldemort, it's estimated that sylby doesn't know how to die.Sylby didn't speak, and his expression became a little obscure.

Hoffa started the car again. He drove to osivia, who was holding the tree in the distance.

By the side of the road, osivia was pale and still nauseous. Hoffa estimated that she had vomited all the food she had eaten last Christmas.

For a cleanliness witch who can't stand the crooked button, it's insane to have someone do that next to her.

Hoffa was very sympathetic to her.

After waiting for a long time, Hoffa said, "get on the bus, sister."

Olivia got into the co pilot's seat. She turned pale and said decidedly to Silby, "if I don't get the key, I'll kill you. Do what I say."

She spoke as if the glass had been frosted.

Sylby tilted his head and whispered, "I'm looking forward to it."

The atmosphere inside the car became strange.

Hoffa said with some irritation. "Don't talk. Let me drive well."

The co pilot and the back seat were quiet.

They both started to shut their eyes.